Tie Ao didn't pay much attention to Jiang Ping and them for too long, and his attention was quickly drawn up by the other officials who had taken turns to toast.

As a member of the imperial court, the chief of the department who holds the violent machine of the Divine Capture Division, not to mention it, just say that the Divine Capture Division has set up a yamen in each of the nine major regions of Shangjing, and there are at least 300 official arresters in each yamen, not to mention the existence of various temporary workers.

In the capital alone, Tie Ao can directly mobilize at least 5,000 well-trained and highly armed soldiers.

Therefore, no matter what major events happen in the capital, the existence of Tie Ao cannot be avoided.

And the others, no matter what the generals, come to the capital, and if they want to mobilize every soldier and soldier, they must inform Emperor Zhao, and get their personal permission to transfer troops from the camp outside the city, otherwise they are intending to rebel.

For the sake of the safety of the heart of the whole country, there is no room for sloppiness, and whoever dares to move will die.

Even if it is his own son, Emperor Zhao will not open this opening.

Otherwise, maybe one day when you wake up, you will see your son kneeling respectfully at the head of his bed, asking him to be the emperor.

In this way, the importance of iron pride is even more obvious.

Moreover, after more than 100 years of operation by the Tie Family, the organizational network of the Divine Capture Division has long been spread all over the country, and it is a real behemoth.

As for the arrogant martial arts, they are not so valued too much by these officials in the palace.

At this moment, Tie Ao was sitting there, even if he didn't say a word, no one could ignore him, and this was the scene where everyone took turns toasting.

His position is even more lively than any other prince.

Tie Ao didn't have any impatient expression, whoever came to toast would take a sip slightly, and acquaintances could still talk a few words.

This made many officials who had not been in contact with Tie Ao before feel that the rumored Director Tie was not so fierce, and they had a good impression in their hearts.

Everyone had a great time for a while.

Only one or two nonchalant guys had eaten up the whole little suckling pig at the moment, staring at the little suckling pig on the other person's table and drooling.

"Xianggong, I still want to eat. ”

Tie Guanyin had a small pile of bones in front of her, and she complained a little:

"Why is this little pig so unfed? I don't feel anything, it's gone. ”

Jiang Ping also nodded with a matter-of-fact and said:

"Well, I'll try to talk to him next time when it's in the stove, so that it can grow more meat and make it more enjoyable. ”

"You're laughing at me!"

Tie Guanyin's eyes sank.

"Why, I'm very serious about it. ”

"Forget it, I still don't take the other person's table, I'll make it for you when I go back. It's been a long time since Chef Ben has shown his cooking skills. ”

Jiang Ping withdrew his gaze from the golden suckling pig on someone else's table and comforted.

Tie Guanyin thought about it, raised two fingers, and then felt that it was a little inappropriate, and added another one, and said very imposingly:

"Gotta three heads!"

Jiang Ping: "......"

Was your last life a little cabbage, which was arched by a pig, so you don't let it go in this life?

Well, it seems that she has arched her too, so what will she like to eat in the next life?

Jiang Ping's mind habitually fluttered.

Just as Jiang Ping and Tie Guanyin were discussing a few pigs, the voice of Mingde Hall suddenly quieted down.

Jiang Ping looked up and saw two rows of palace guards walking out of the palace gate, lined up in turn, the armor on their bodies shining golden in the light, which was quite beautiful.

Then there was a very traditional old eunuch, with meticulous white hair under the brim of his hat, a whisk on his hand, and a very low breath, almost nothing, like a dying old man in a hospital bed.

But apparently he is not.

So this is an old eunuch with extremely high martial arts.

But it is also very regular, after all, he is a eunuch who takes care of the emperor closely, and he is the last line of defense around the emperor, if he is a little old man with low martial arts, he is not worthy of serving by the emperor's side.

The power exerted by the palace's peerless "Treasure Book to the Sun" in the hands of these eunuchs is not weaker than the classic inheritance of those martial arts schools.

"Your Majesty has arrived! Princess Pingyang has arrived!"

As soon as the old eunuch spoke, the voice spread throughout the palace.

Suddenly, the black bow fell down.

Some people bowed down and worshipped, and some people knelt on their knees, and their heads hit the ground directly.

Before Jiang Ping came, he deliberately understood the rules for why he didn't kneel.

Except on extremely formal occasions, ordinary officials do not need to kneel when they see Shangguan and the emperor, but only need to bow and salute.

But those who do not have official ranks, as well as the palace guards, eunuchs, and palace maids, must kneel down.

For one is a people, and the other is a retainer, a private property.

Jiang Ping thought about it for a while, and he still had a position on his body that looked like a fourth-grade or fifth-grade special bounty catcher, so he simply chose not to kneel.

"See my emperor, long live my emperor, long live long live, long live the princess, long live the princess!"

"Get up. ”

A rather majestic voice came.

I saw a girl with bright eyes and bright teeth and exquisite makeup walking in with a majestic middle-aged man.

This is the first time Jiang Ping has met Emperor Zhao in this life.

In his previous life, he was called into the palace by Emperor Zhao to cook as a folk stranger, but he had seen Emperor Zhao from afar.

Emperor Zhao's name is Zhao Wu, which is why he uses Wu as his country name, is there a better name than his own name?

He ascended the throne at the age of twenty-five, and it has been twenty-four years since then, which means that he is only forty-nine years old this year, which is the prime of life.

However, he has not achieved anything in his life, and is a lackluster mediocre monarch.

Of course, mediocrity does not mean mediocrity.

In fact, being able to become a mediocre monarch has surpassed seven or eighty percent of emperors in history.

As for the girl next to Zhao Huang who has just passed this year, she is the titular protagonist of the fourth expansion in the future - Zhao Ning.

This little princess is far from the haggard and sad when Jiang Ping first met in her previous life.

At this moment, she is still a bright girl, and the cheerful light in her eyes seems to overflow at any time.

She has been pampered since birth.

As the youngest princess of Emperor Zhao, Emperor Zhao was very partial to her, and when he was a hundred days old, he named her the princess of Pingyang, and rewarded her with Pingyang County outside the capital as her fief.

So she's still a little rich woman.

And Zhao Ning is also smart and studious since he was a child, familiar with poetry and books, and rich in talent.

It's just that because she is a daughter, instead of being targeted by other princes and brothers, she has been courted in various ways, which can be described as a collection of thousands of favors.